黄鱼视频

The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse. Two figures were walking on the waves of the Wu River.

Dongfang Liren was wearing a python dress. Her figure was as light as a swallow as she rose and fell on the calm river. Her gaze was fixed on the official road on the riverbank, searching for traces of Ye Jingtang.

Daoist Xuanji’s white dress was like snow as she walked in front. Compared to her dignified and steady bearing in the military camp, her bearing had changed greatly. She was holding a wine gourd in her hand, and her beautiful face was slightly flushed. Her posture of Treading on Water, Riding Waves resembled ‘riding a donkey backward’.

Although it looked like she was swaying and could fall into the water at any moment, she was like a roly-poly toy. No matter how she swayed, her movements were light and agile without any mistakes. She was even faster than Dongfang Liren. Along the way, she taught, “Liren, traveling and escaping are two different things. Usually, when you use lightness skills, you should pay attention to agility and elegance. You don’t have to be so tense every step…”

Dongfang Liren naturally understood this truth, but she was already using all her strength to keep up with her alcoholic master’s speed. She wanted to be elegant, agile, and pay attention to her bearing, but her strength didn’t allow her to do so.

But if Dongfang Liren couldn’t do it, she would be too embarrassed to say it. She paid attention to her posture and became calmer.

The two of them had set off from Riverside Town without riding horses. For this reason, they had to use lightness skills to rush over. On the way, they were afraid of passing by Ye Jingtang if he turned back, so they kept walking beside the official road.

The two of them didn’t feel much pressure from traveling 50 kilometers on foot, but there was nothing urgent. They admired the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers about to enter autumn along the way, so they weren’t fast.

When the moon rose above the branches, the two of them arrived outside Baywater Town. Looking over, they could see that the center of the town was brightly lit, and many people were walking on the streets. There were wine shops and brothels, and they could hear people chatting.

“I heard that the people who died were all big shots in Ze Province. Old Eighth Fan was among them. He died miserably…”

“It’s good that he died! 1 used to run a boat and was robbed by Old Eighth Fan in the Clear River. In the past, I thought that these people were very powerful, but I didn’t expect an official from the Black Office to come over and kill them all in the blink of an eye…”

“That’s right. Those people in the Jianghu all boast that even the emperor has to be polite when she sees them. But in fact, it’s obvious if you think about it. If the Imperial Court were really afraid of those uncultivated Jianghu people, how could they sit firmly in the world? They usually don’t have time to care…”

Dongfang Liren landed on a roof and frowned slightly when she heard these idle conversations.

Eighth Master Fan was a water tyrant in Ze Province. He was on the wanted list of the Black Office, but because he was vigilant and had no fixed address, he couldn’t be caught at all.

Hearing that Eighth Master Fan was dead, Dongfang Liren knew that Ye Jingtang must have done it on his errand, but she was still a little puzzled. “Why is Old Eighth Fan here? And why did he run into Ye Jingtang?”

Daoist Xuanji smelled the scent of blood in the night wind and looked at the center of the town. She could see many street ruffians washing the street with buckets of water. The old street was in a mess and full of broken walls. “The fuss was quite big. It looks like an ambush…”

“Ambush?” Daoist Xuanji narrowed her eyes and examined the battle traces in the center of the town. From the corner of her eye, she suddenly spotted an inconspicuous little bird squatting on a building in the distance, leisurely eating jerky.

Daoist Xuanji knew that Ye Jingtang was there and said, “Let’s go over and ask.”

Then she landed on the street with Dongfang Liren and walked toward the center of the town.

But not long after Daoist Xuanji started walking, her ears suddenly twitched as she heard a few vague words.

“Little thief, don’t forget that I started giving you treatment to help you…”

The King of Hell of the Black Office, who had killed many people, was staying in an inn. Although the place wasn’t cleared out, the few guests who had stayed in the inn quietly checked out. There were only three people staying in the guest rooms.

Pei Xiangjun had injured her meridians and couldn’t join the group battle. She could only lie on a pillow with a little grievance and close her eyes to recover.

In another room on the second floor, a candle lamp was burning on the dressing table.

Ye Jingtang leaned against the head of the bed and took a break. He took a cup of water from the dressing table and considerately poured water for Ning’er.

Luo Ning was hugging a thin blanket and leaning on her side. Her black hair was draped over her back, looking slightly messy. There was still a blush on her face, but her eyes were angry, as if she had just been used too hard. She didn’t take the cup of water when Ye Jingtang handed it over. Her head was facing the wall, as if she didn’t want to talk to him.

Ye Jingtang wasn’t surprised by her attitude. Just now, Ning’er had dragged him over to help him recuperate, and she had made three rules beforehand. In summary, she said, “You are not allowed to move. I will move myself.”

Naturally, he would not decline such a considerate suggestion. He lay down obediently and let Ning’er help him recuperate.

But as usual, Ning’er was half-reluctant and half-cooperative. She took the initiative, but she wasn’t that proactive. Her movements were gentle, reserved, and slow.

He had taken too many tonics and had yet to digest them fully. Halfway through, he couldn’t control himself and turned from passive to active. Ning’er cried and clutched bedsheets to beg for mercy, but he even blocked her mouth and ignored her.

Seeing Ning’er hugging the thin blanket and about to cry, Ye Jingtang’s eyes were full of shame. He brought the cup of water to her mouth. “I was wrong. Isn’t it because 1 took too many tonics? I’ll definitely be obedient next time. Drink some water…”

Luo Ning didn’t know how many times she had heard ‘next time’. How could she believe the words of coaxing a girl in bed? She turned her head to avoid the cup of water, her peach blossom-like beautiful eyes serious and earnest. “Little thief, don’t forget that 1 started giving you treatment to help you. When you coaxed me back then, you said you would listen to whatever 1 said. When did you listen to me after that?”

Ye Jingtang smiled and put his arm around Luo Ning’s shoulder. “I won’t do it again. Come on, be good and drink some water..”